A/N: So this is based off a picture I found on tumblr….. if you want to see it, hop over to my blog at loquaciouslauryn . tumblr . com (minus the spaces) - you could even follow me… if you want. (:
Kurt rushed into his apartment, on the clock for his lunch break. He's opening and closing the kitchen cupboards looking for what he needs.
"Blaine!" Kurt calls out, still looking around for what he's dying to eat for lunch.
"Blaine!"
"What's up baby?" Blaine says slyly, walking into the kitchen.
"Where is the Nutella?" Kurt asks, stopping what he's doing to admire his husband. Blaine smiles
"I just bought a new jar, it's over here." Blaine says, skipping over to the one cupboard Kurt missed and pulling out an unopened jar of Nutella Hazel nut spread. Both men's eyes lit up at its delectable presence.
Kurt smiled happily, slightly drooling as he reached for the jar. He kissed his husband quickly on the lips before running over to the bread drawer for a loaf of potato bread, and the silverware drawer for a knife.
"What are you doing?" Blaine asked, confused
"I'm making lunch?" Kurt asked, confused as his fingers are fast to open up the bread bag and pick out two slices.
"No, with the Nutella?"
"I'm putting it on my sandwich?" Kurt says, even more confused
"How else would you eat it?" Kurt asks
Blaine thinks back to last week. The last jar of Nutella. Kurt wasn't home, and he was looking for a snack, when his eyes met with an unopened jar of Nutella. Almost hypnotized, Blaine pulled out the jar and ripped the plastic off the lid, almost like he ripped the clothes off Kurt the nights their daughter slept over a friend's house. He twisted the lid off and threw it to the side, eyes falling out of the sockets at the untouched jar of heaven. Blaine didn't even start slowly, he quickly ravished the first of the spread with his tongue, licking along the sides of the jar. When his tongue can't reach anymore, he runs to the silverware drawer and grabs a spoon, shoveling the spread down his throat like water after a drought. He's literally pouring Nutella into his mouth, until the jar has not a speck of Nutella to be consumed. And All Blaine wants is more.
"Blaine?" Kurt asks. Blaine snaps back from his fantasy nostalgia and looks at his Husband, remembering the question that was asked.
"Actually, I have no clue." Blaine says. Kurt simply smirks at his Nutella loving boyfriend.
"Hmm."